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"You are going to be the death of me one day." He mumbled, eyes looking into yours with such deep compassion that no one could ever rally.
"You think so?" You asked, a playful smile on your lips.
"I know so." He replied instantaneously, his eyes...
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"Who won?" Hyerin asked as you came out of your room. You and Jungkook had a final swimming race before you had to leave in an hour. You were done showering and had just come out.
"Did Jungkook not come out yet?" You asked.
"No. Still showering." Namjoon answered. All the girls and boys were playing some kind of a board game.
"Oh, must be taking longer to wash the make-up off. Of course, I won. But, he did better than last time. I've gotta train harder." You said, making all laugh.
"Make-up? What crazy bet was it this time?" Jin asked.
"You really wanna see?" You grinned and everyone nodded. You took out your phone and showed them the photo.
The bet was that winner could give the loser a makeover. You braided Jungkook's hair into little braids and caked his face with smoky make-up. He looked hilarious. Everyone almost died laughing looking at the photo, circulating your phone amongst themselves to take a closer look.
"Do you have to humiliate me like that?" Jungkook appeared, scowling as he plopped down next to Jin who patted his back. There were still hints of eyeliner around his eyes and the red lipstick hadn't been completely erased.
"You lost, honey." You shrugged. The table was noisy but oddly quiet. You scanned the table and found out one person to be missing.
"Where's Hoseok?" You asked.
"He went into his room after dinner. He still hasn't come out." Yoongi answered.
"Can I check up on him?" You asked, seeing how nobody could move because of the board game.
"That'd be very nice, actually." Jimin smiled at you. You nodded and made your way to Hoseok's room. You knocked on the door thrice but he didn't answer. You opened the door only to be heavily confused.
The room wasn't organised as he always kept it to be. His comic books were splattered across the floor, his blankets on the ground, his wardrobe open and his clothes everywhere except inside it.
Someone had thrown a tantrum.
The door of his mini fridge was open, displaying emptiness. You grew even more confused as you saw a rope ladder hanging above his bed. It led to a trapdoor which you had never noticed before.
Without giving it much thought, you climbed up the ladder and opened the trapdoor to find Hoseok sitting on the slope of the roof, one leg propped up underneath his elbow and the other leg flat on the rooftiles. Beer cans littered around him.
"Y/N?" Hoseok's eyes widened.
"Nice view." You turned your head to your front. "Mind if I join you?"
"Not at all." He immediately shifted the beer cans to his other side, giving you place to sit. You sat down, hugging your knees. You turned to see that his face was red, eyes puffy and lips swollen, cheeks stained with dried tears.
